sign, and each representing some case brought to A. Jones,
Ad-Visor--to quote his hybrid and expressive doorplate--by some one
of his numerous and incongruous clients.
"Something different?" repeated the visitor, reverting to Average
Jones' last observation. "Well, yes; I think so. Where is Bellair
Street?"
"Ask a directory. How should I know?" retorted the other lazily.
"Sounds like old Greenwich Village."
Bertram reached over with a cane of some pale, translucent green
wood, selected to match his pale green tie and the marvelous green
opal which held it in place, and prodded his friend severely in the
ribs. "Double-up Lucy; the sun is in the sky!" he proclaimed with
unwonted energy. "Listen. I cut this out of yesterday's Evening
Register. With my own fair hands I did it, to rouse you from your
shameless sloth. With your kind attention, ladies and gentlemen--"
He read:
"WANTED--A young man, unattached,
competent to act as assistant in
outdoor scientific work. Manual
skill as desirable as experience.
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